I often forget something. One day, when I go to school by bicycle, I went outside and noticed that I forgot the key. I went inside to get the key and lock the door and noticed that I forgot to bring a helmet for the bicycle. I am hopeless... Another one is...I often forget where I put things. I put something somewhere and one minute later, I can't remember where I put it. It's terrible. That makes me crazy. And sometimes I find it somewhere I didn't think of at all. Sometimes I can't even remember the fact that I put it there. Things sometimes walk...do they?? lol. Another one...when I was around 15 years old, I bought some contact lenses at a clinic, paid for them and forgot to take them with me...isn't that terrible? I left the clinic and didn't notice that I left what I bought. Fortunately, the clinic staff rang up my mum at home and she went to the clinic for me to receive my contact lenses... The other day, when I went to the market for shopping, I boughta bit expensive salt and sugarsome salt and sugar. They were actually a bit expensive. It was about $10 altogether. I also bought lots of things before I bought salt and sugar and I was tired, so I wanted to go home as soon as possible. So I paid for it and left the market, went to a station to catch a train and was waiting for a train to come. Suddenly, somehow I noticed that I didn't have salt and sugar which I bought at the market. It was about 10 mins walk from the station to the market and I was so tired and had lots of things to carry with me, so I didn't really want to go back and check if I left the things at the shop or not. But they were expensive and I didn't wanna buy them again, so I went back to the market and asked the shop staff, "Excuse me, I am afraid that I left what I bought here..." Then fortunately, the staff said, "Oh yeah! We've been looking for you." Great. But actually, sometimes I don't even notice that I left something...Here is the last one... Yesterday, I went to the market and bought some oats. When I got home, I couldn't find the oats anywhere in my bag...I think I left it somewhere and didn't notice that...I can't even remember where I put it when I bought it...HOPELESS... Is this kind of a disease or something? Sometimes I think like that. But still I don't hate myself even though I am like this, which is good, I suppose. Maybe I am just not concentrating on what I am doing...well, that's a big problem, though...mmm, what can I do?